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Andersen’s Fairy Tales


                                  above, and they were quite  bright and shining from the
                                  Aurora Borealis. The flakes ran along the ground, and the
                                  nearer they came the larger they grew. Gerda well
                                  remembered how large and strange the snow-flakes

                                  appeared when she once saw them through a magnifying-
                                  glass; but now they were large and terrific in another
                                  manner—they were all alive.  They were the outposts of
                                  the Snow Queen. They had the most wondrous shapes;
                                  some looked like large ugly porcupines; others like snakes
                                  knotted together, with their heads sticking out; and others,
                                  again, like small fat bears, with the hair standing on end:
                                  all were of dazzling whiteness—all were living snow-
                                  flakes.
                                     Little Gerda repeat~d the Lord’s Prayer. The cold was
                                  so intense that she could see her own breath, which came
                                  like smoke out of her mouth. It grew thicker and thicker,
                                  and took the form of little  angels, that grew more and
                                  more when they touched the earth. All had helms on their
                                  heads, and lances and shields in their hands; they increased
                                  in numbers; and when Gerda had finished the Lord’s
                                  Prayer, she was surrounded by a whole legion. They thrust
                                  at the horrid snow-flakes with their spears, so that they
                                  flew into a thousand pieces; and little Gerda walked on
                                  bravely and in security. The angels patted her hands and



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